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September 4, 2014

objective good and objective evil, objective truth and objective falsehood

Once
upon a time, there was a man who owned several beautiful oxen. They
were strong and well-mannered and just a delight. He had a neighbor,
however, who was a bad man and very jealous of the beautiful oxen,
because the bad man’s oxen were ugly and ill-tempered. And the jealousy
of the bad man gave him no rest, so that one day he deliberately let
his ill-tempered oxen into the field where the beautiful oxen were
grazing and they gored one of them, killing it. The owner of the dead
ox was angry at this terrible and deliberate outrage that, in the middle
of the night, he entered the field where the ill-tempered oxen were and
killed one of them.

The neighboring villagers and cattle people
were very moral and ethical people and they were aghast at the man who
had taken revenge on the ill-tempered ox and its bad owner. Their
leader, Mr. Morality, was especially indignant. “What you did was very
immoral,” he told the poor man. “You cannot sink to his level. And you
cannot enter someone else’s field even if there is a dangerous ox
there. You cannot take the law into your own hands.”

In vain did the poor fellow protest that
someone had to teach the bad fellow a lesson and that unless that were
done, he would do it again. Nothing helped. Mr. Morality was adamantly
ethical: “You do not take the law into your own hands; you do not enter other people’s property; you do not sink to his level.” And
with that, Mr. Morality and his merry band of ethical cattlemen walked
off, heads high and breasts filled with a sweet sense of righteousness.

The poor man was so beaten that he could
not bear the thought of continuing as before. He was so depressed that
he decided to sell the rest of his beautiful oxen to anyone who would
buy them. To be sure, there was no lack of buyers and, in the end, it
was Mr. Morality himself who offered the highest price. Beaming, he
took possession of the beautiful, quiet, well-mannered and delightful
oxen.

But the change in ownership had not changed
the way the bad man felt. Every time he would see the beautiful oxen,
he was blinded by jealousy and envy. And so, one night, when he could
no longer contain his jealousy, he sent his ugly and ill-tempered oxen
into the field of Mr. Morality and they again killed one of the
beautiful oxen.

When Mr. Morality heard of what had
happened, his anger knew no bounds. And without a second thought, he
took a number of his merry ethical friends, entered the field of the bad
man and killed not one, but two of his oxen.

When the original owner of the oxen heard
of this, he hurried over to Mr. Morality. “I do not understand. What
did you do? When I did the same thing, you told me that one does not
take the law into one’s own hands; one does not enter other people’s
fields and one does not sink to their level. What happened now?”

Mr. Morality looked with pity on the
poor, uncomprehending man. “I see that you really don’t understand,
poor fellow. Let me explain. There is a difference between you going
into his field and my going into his field. In your case, you really
should not have done such a thing. In this case, it was my ox…”

I wallow in glee over events in Panama and
Romania. O, Panama! O, Romania! I watch as the United States troops go
into someone else’s field, invade a foreign country with 25,000 troops,
shoot up its capital city, kill some 70 Panamanians, and install their
own government.

And then I remember Israel’s invasion of
Lebanon after years of attacks on Jewish towns from that country; after
scores of Jews were murdered by attacks launched from that land; after
life was made a living hell for the Jews of KiryatShmona,
one third of whom fled the city. And I remember Israeli troops
reaching Beirut and installing their Lebanese as President in order to
put an end to murder and attacks upon Jews.

And I remember Messrs. Morality! ALL of
them! President Reagan, Vice-President Bush, the State Department, the
Defense Department and all the merry, ethical Americans (and British and
French and, and, and, ad infinitum. Ad nauseum). How they condemned and how they railed and how they moralized and how they ethicalized!
Merrily. “You do not sink to the level of the PLO. You do not enter
someone else’s field (land). You do not take the law into your own
hands.” Messrs. Morality, Post Office Box One Million, Washington,
DC.

And so now there is Panama. And should any
simple-minded type ask President Morality, High-minded Bush of
morality, why he did everything he told Israel it should not do – he
would give a sympathetic nod to the poor simpleton who really does not
understand, and the answer would be: But it is my ox…

I remember Israeli troops entering the field of Lebanon to capture a MoslemSheikh who was leader of a group of Moslem
Shiite thugs holding Israelis as hostages; and President Morality and
his merry ethical State Department cattlemen with their shouts of
condemnation! And now I see the same moralists invading the field of
Panama to try and catch a thug named Noriega because he deals in drugs
that harm Americans and because he tweaks America’s nose. And I finally
understand the difference and can even hear President Morality say it: But it is my ox…

And I remember the outcry by all the Democrats and anti-Racist equality types demanding that William Nakash
be extradited from Israel to France and rising up in righteous
indignation over the thought that just because someone is a Jew, he
should not be extradited. After all, all human beings are equal and
being Jewish is no reason to refuse to hand him over to strangers. And
what would the world say to any such tribalism! And then I read that
under Panamanian, law, a Panamanian cannot be extradited to a foreign
county and I understand the difference: But it is my ox…

I watch as, in Romania, the dictator is
captured and he and his wife are shot in secret trial, with summary
justice dealt out within less than two days and no appeal allowed. And I
know that Israel did not give the death penalty to any murdering
terrorists and goes through elaborate procedures of “justice” in order
that terrorists sit and eat and drink at our expense until they are
exchanged for hostages. And I know what the outcry from Romania and
other ethical nations would be if Israel would do to murdering
terrorists what Romania did to its former President. But I have already
learned the difference; THIS IS MY OX…

And having said all that, I do not – as so
many professors and intellectual doers on the right – merely weep,
complain and wring my soul. I have no intention of wasting a precious
few moments of my finite life in the House of Eternal Kvetching, in which so many of the right-wing spend their lives. The lesson for me in this morality lesson of Whose Ox is gored? Is not that there are hypocrites in this world. BokerTov! Good morning! There are hypocrites in the world! Surprise…

For me, the only lesson here is that there
is, indeed, a difference. Not the one that the moralists of hypocrisy
give, but the objective and eternally true one of divine Torah Law.
There is a difference, the one that cannot be grasped unless one has
knowledge and sense. In the words of the rabbis, “Imein da’at havdalaminayin?” “If one has no knowledge, how can he differentiate?”

The lesson is that there is objective good
and objective evil, objective truth and objective falsehood, and the
same action taken against the one isgood while the same act done against the other is wrong and evil. Yes, it is good and right and a mitzvah to go into Panama to eliminate the slime named Noriega and yes, how much more so was it right and a mitzvah to enter Lebanon and eliminate the PLO and other Moslem
terrorist swine. And yes, it was wrong and evil for the Russians to do
exactly the same in Afghanistan and for the Chinese to invade Tibet.
Yes, the German bombing of Coventry and London is not the same as the
Allied bombing of German cities and yes, the hanging of evil criminals
is good and that of decent people, bad, and anyone who does not
understand this havdala, differentiation, needs a good grounding in knowledge. Divine knowledge. Torah knowledge.

Until then, at the very least, let the Jew
learn the simple message of normal gentiles who – when their basic
interests are threatened – do not hesitate to enter strange fields and
to kill evil oxen. It is time the Jew learned there is nothing for
which to apologize or retreat when his people are killed and his
interest threatened. It is time that he learned to tell President
Morality and any other merry ethical type: “But it is my ox and no one touches it; understand?”

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